Chapter 41

THALION'S POV

The forest smelled different. Not bad—just changed. I walked the path I'd traveled a thousand times before, but now Obsidian Spire guards nodded as I passed. Their scents mixed with the familiar pine and moss of Nyxhowl territory.

Fucking weird.

For twenty-six years, I'd been Alp...

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